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Chapter 96 Oriole? Monthly Pass)

When Patriarch Ouyang heard this, he was startled again and hurriedly replied, "Chen Taizhong, I gave you two of the family's top-quality spiritual stones. Don't you want to regret it?"

In his opinion, twelve spiritual weapons, plus two martial arts, are not as important as two top-quality spiritual stones.

"I mean, if you want to find someone, feel free." Chen Taizhong wiped the rain off his face and laughed, "In that case, I will have a reason to attack your Ouyang family."

"The Ouyang family no longer has two top-quality spiritual stones," Patriarch Ouyang retreated to a certain distance, turned around and galloped away.

Seeing this, the other three people also chased after him, and looked back from time to time to see if Chen Taizhong had come up.

Even though that guy has invisibility, it's raining now and the people in front of him can still see him if he chases him in a hurry.

After walking at full speed for almost an hour, and after making sure that Chen Taizhong had not caught up, Ouyang Zhicheng sighed, and then asked angrily, "Ancestor, we can invite people to regain our place!"

There was a "pop" sound, and the ancestor slapped him without hesitation. After the slap, he asked, "Do you know why I slapped you?"

"Aren't you just afraid that he will hide and not fight, or that he will kill the children of the clan?" Ouyang Zhicheng cried out in grievance, "We can also find someone who knows the invisibility technique to ambush him. A lion fights a rabbit. Besides, invisibility technique

It’s not like it can’t be broken.”

With a snap, Patriarch Ouyang slapped him again, then looked at the head of the Ouyang family, "Xiaofeng, tell him why."

Ouyang Xiaofeng sighed softly, "Uncle Zhicheng, let me ask you, if the news reaches the Wen family... where will the Ouyang family go?"

Ouyang Zhicheng was at a loss for words. Wen Zengliang seemed to be a scholar. In fact, this man was very ruthless and spared no effort to attack other families. Finally, other families also had some external resources and united to put pressure on City Lord Wen, so that he could restrain himself.

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However, the Ouyang family recognized Chen Taizhong, but did not alert the city lord. This was to deceive the city lord. With Wen Zengliang's strength, he would definitely cause trouble for the Ouyang family, and even ask them to hand over Chen Taizhong's skills - even if they never obtained the merit.

Law.

Lord Wenbao is so strong and unreasonable.

Ouyang Zhicheng was immediately speechless and stopped talking.

However, the head of the family had something else to say, "Ancestor, where can we do this breath-condensing technique?"

"This thing is usually in the hands of casual cultivators," Patriarch Ouyang replied calmly, "I happen to know such a person..."

"The breath-holding technique is generally in the hands of casual cultivators." At the same time, Wang Yanyan also said the same.

She successfully advanced to the ninth level of Youxian. After thanking her master for protecting the law, she explained that although the sect and family had collected a lot of this method of concealing aura, few people practiced it.

This is the advantage of relying on the system. The stronger the talent, the more valued it is. Different from the immortal novels read by Chen Taizhong, the Fenghuang world, regardless of sect or family, places special emphasis on cohesion - at least on the surface.

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Only casual cultivators, because they are easily squeezed, many people are willing to practice some techniques to conceal their aura - low level means poor, which can reduce the possibility of being coveted. If you really want to meet a master who even the poor will bully,

Maybe the person who is being remembered will have the opportunity to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.

As Wang Yanyan spoke, she held up an umbrella to cook. She had practiced desperately for several days in order to advance to the next level, and now she was starving. "You can refer to that soul-searching technique first, don't practice it rashly... there are some

Incomplete soul-searching techniques will affect the sea of ​​consciousness."

"Oh no, you didn't know to tell me earlier," Chen Taizhong grinned and felt a little annoyed.

However, he is not a person who likes to regret. The past has passed. "You can consolidate your realm for two days and go to Bluestone City to buy me two mid-level spiritual knives."

"That thing is precious. Intermediate spirit knives, you have to have ten to twenty spirit knives, right?" Wang Yanyan was startled when she heard this, "Didn't you ask for ten of them from the Ouyang family?"

"What if his family doesn't open his eyes?" Chen Taizhong closed his eyes and began to meditate...

Wang Yanyan left in the morning of the third day, and came back in the evening of the fourth day. She just landed on the flying carpet. She said excitedly, "It turns out that the ninth-level immortals are really popular, and they are completely different from the eighth-level immortals...

…I only stayed in the city for one night, and two families came to my door and invited me to make offerings.”

"Nonsense, you can pay tribute to the spirit immortal at any time. Can an eighth-level immortal be comparable to you?" Chen Taizhong stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the knife."

Wang Yanyan took out two spiritual knives and handed them to him, but she still looked excited. She had been an eighth-level immortal for many years and finally advanced. What was even more rare was that she felt the benefits of the ninth-level immortal. "There is a guy who came out of the city to think about it."

If you stop me, I will shoot your hat off with one arrow."

"Why don't you shoot him?" Chen Taizhong asked while inspecting the newly obtained spiritual knife.

Or maybe he didn't even realize that he had only been in the fairy world for a short time, but his mentality had changed a lot. In the past, he didn't want to kill more people, but now when he saw someone who might have malicious intentions, he just wanted to get rid of them.

"Shoot him to death...then if I can't enter the city, wouldn't we be caught blind?" Wang Yanyan rolled her eyelids.

In the following time, Chen Taizhong began to practice the second move of the nameless sword technique. He advanced to the level of Lingxian. After being cleansed by a large amount of spiritual energy, his physical strength and spiritual consciousness were greatly improved. Even the third move

Zhao can also be seen clearly.

But after practicing for several days, he always felt at a loss.

It is said that he has an intermediate spiritual sword in his hand, which can fully withstand the strong spiritual energy in his body, and his sword style is basically in place, but he always feels that the spiritual energy is not flowing smoothly, and he feels that the "power" of this move is not coming out.

Even the effect of the second move is far less good than the first move.

Chen Taizhong was quite dissatisfied with this, but even so, he did not put all his energy on it. When he was exhausted from practicing swordsmanship, he would meditate for more than ten hours, then jump up and continue.

Practice swordsmanship.

Wang Yanyan is now really convinced by her master. In her impression, she has never heard of anyone practicing so hard. In the realms of wandering immortals and spiritual immortals, most people still have to rest.

, Adequate sleep can allow all aspects of the body's functions to be fully restored.

The master's skills are great, the master's talent is high, but there is no doubt that the master can advance to the level of spirit immortal after more than a year of flying. The most important thing is his crazy cultivation.

With this kind of perseverance and perseverance, ordinary people with average qualifications should have no problem in becoming a spiritual fairy, right?

Wang Yanyan was so stimulated that she practiced day and night. After practicing bow skills, she practiced spear skills. Then she practiced meditation on the spot, and the effect was surprisingly good.

But after all, she was not Chen Taizhong. After holding on for three days, she finally lay in Chen Taizhong's mid-level spiritual array on the third night and slept soundly all night. This was not because she wanted to recommend herself as a pillow. It was because of this spirit.

The array also has a defensive function.

Early in the morning on the fourth day, she got up to cook, and then she said, "It's broken. Last time I went to Qingshi City, I forgot to buy wild beast meat. We don't have much meat in the storage bag... How about I

Fishing?"

The two of them practiced. Not only did they have two spirit-gathering array disks, but they also had spiritual rice and desolate beast meat. Apart from the lack of pills, this kind of cultivation method was already quite luxurious among casual cultivators at the same level.

"How many more days can we eat?" Chen Taizhong asked while eating.

"Five to six days," Wang Yanyan took stock and gave a relatively accurate number.

"Okay," Chen Taizhong nodded, "You have another day of practice today. Early tomorrow morning, go to Qingshi City to buy wild beast meat... and you can come back to me the day after tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow...don't I need to receive the skills and the spiritual sword?" Wang Yanyan asked in astonishment.

"That's why...it's super unnecessary for you to be here," Chen Taizhong replied. You're welcome, boss.

"What if they find an expert and want to ambush you?" Wang Yanyan looked at him in surprise.

Her idea was a bit like that of a loyal servant: the job of taking over was very dangerous, and those families and sects were despicable and shameless.

Chen Taizhong rolled his eyes at her, "If I can't bear it, can you?"

Wang Yanyan curled her lips disapprovingly, "But... you can help me get revenge. Besides, if you don't come forward, who would dare to plot against me?"

She felt that her thoughts were to protect her master, and her words were very heartfelt - that's what a loyal servant should be like.

"Pull him down," Chen Taizhong didn't appreciate it at all. He snorted, "I don't want you to be traced by others again."

Wang Yanyan was immediately speechless - these words were too congesting.

In fact, Chen Taizhong knew in his heart that Scar was doing it for his own good, but he would never retreat behind the scenes because of possible dangers. If Chen wanted to make a name for himself in this industry, he really couldn't afford to disgrace him.

Wang Yanyan was so embarrassed by her master that she left early the next morning.

Chen Taizhong continued his practice, but he moved the place where he practiced to the water, so that if he was defeated, he could jump into the water to escape.

At the same time, his consciousness was constantly scanning around, making sure not to be touched nearby quietly.

On the agreed tenth day, at noon, two figures appeared, one was Ouyang Zhicheng, a first-level spiritual immortal, and the other was the foreign affairs manager of a ninth-level immortal, both of whom he had seen last time.

The weather was still not good. When he saw Chen Taizhong meditating on the river beach from a distance, the foreign affairs manager narrowed his eyes and took a breath, "Holy shit, is that a defensive mid-level spiritual formation?"

He is in charge of the Ouyang family's external affairs, and his vision is not ordinary vicious.

"Killing people to get goods," Ouyang Zhicheng snorted disdainfully. When he came this time, his ancestors and the head of the family warned him with their ears, asking him to just hand over the goods and not to say a word of nonsense.

His ability to do things is really questionable, but the ancestor and head of the Ouyang family have too big goals, and there is no reason to go out frequently.

"Coming?" Chen Taizhong opened his eyes, stopped and stood up, then pointed towards a forest, slightly raised his chin, "Stop hiding, you can come out too."

"Ha, the little guy is pretty good," after a long laugh, a middle-aged man with a beard walked out of the woods.

"Sigh..." Seeing this person, the two people in Ouyang's family took a deep breath and turned pale.

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